God finally taught me the difference between Kind and Nice.
He showed me nice is surface.
Examples in and out of the church sound the same. I love you.
We’re behind you. God loves you. You’re family.
That’s as deep as it goes. It says it values. It’s pretty – the surface – but the actions don’t fit the words really. It looks kind but it isn’t. It says one thing but it’s really painful and then it leads you to question. You go through the shame of seeing the discrepancy between what is really and what is believed to be – what is. It leaves you feeling yucky, conflicted and torn.
It’s because it lacks substance. It lacks true belief of value which leads to a response, a real connection. And so it gives no hope. It’s presented as love without a real agreement with what love is. So it’s love without real truth. It isn’t willing to risk or walk with you, really. It will make you feel good for a second but leave you feeling conflicted.
How many of you know Love without truth isn’t love?

Kind is the sincerity of the love in one’s heart.
It always believes. It can do nothing but respond. It feels so good. It captures both love and truth.
When kindness experiences adversity it loves with truth, but it always honors the heart of another. Kindness says I value you in words and actions; in spirit and in truth.

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